Chapter 161： Heartbreaking parting (2)

Said it was to avoid reporters.

But in fact, she knew what she was thinking.

Everyone knows what relationship it means to accompany you at night.

However, Quan Jianli had no intention of thinking about this.

Because his thoughts are all on the phone.

The mobile phone never rang.

After learning about his illness and hospitalization, almost everyone involved and unrelated came to visit.

But only, the culprit who caused him to be hospitalized, never showed up.

It seems to have forgotten him.

Forget completely...

And those long talks about love that Mo Yiyun said before him also left a deep memory in his heart.

So these days, he is puffed up, restraining himself and not letting himself call that woman.

I want to prove that he, Quan Jianli, didn't fall in love with anyone.

However, now, he suddenly found that this anger was meaningless.

This is just his own battle.

The more he cares, the more proof that he lost...

And what made him even more unwilling was that woman who was more cruel than he thought!

He is not looking for her.

She disappeared even more presumptuously!

Not even an audio...

boom!

I smashed the pillow on the window, trying to vent all my troubles!

It's crackling.

The raindrops splashed on the glass window, and he was upset listening.

"Yue Yong!"

"Yes... Li Ye, what's your order?"

"Let this **** rain stop for Lao Tzu!"

The roar with red eyes, like a lion in anger, was facing the simple and honest Yue Yong, this white rabbit with only muscles, showing sharp fangs.

Yue Yong was shocked and trembling, "Report...Report Li Ye...The weather forecast says it will rain next week..."

The implication is that he doesn't have the ability to stop the rain.

Unless God opens his eyes, no one is capable.

But this rain is also real, and it happens to provoke Li Ye.

Originally these days, Li Ye's temper was so bad that he would die.

This rain is too unsightly.

Silence, deathly silence.

When Li Ye was furious, it was really not a clear move to live in the same room with him.

Yue Yong was about to sneak out, but he was frightened by an indifferent voice.

"Yue Yong, have you ever loved a woman?"

Li Ye was asking him if he ever loved a woman.

With cold sweat on Yue Yong's forehead, why Li Ye was getting more and more wrong.

"Report Li Ye...I...I haven't been in a relationship... secret, secret love count?"

"Secret love?"

Li Ye seemed interested, raised his brows, and looked over.

With gloomy eyes, Yue Yong's back was chilly.

After hesitated for a long time, he said, "Well, when I was in high school, I had a crush on school flowers...every time I saw her, I felt very happy. I felt heartache when I saw her interacting with other boys. But I knew she didn’t. I like my type, so I can only look at it from a distance. As long as I know that she's doing well, I will be satisfied..."

"So, you haven't even confessed it?" Li Ye asked contemptuously.

"Ah... No... I'm timid... Besides, if you confess, maybe even a friend can't do it..."

Seeing that wimpy Yue Yong, Quan Jianli didn't fight with anger.

Who would have thought that this stout bear-like man would be a coward who dare not even confess.

Yue Yong is like a kid who has done something wrong, blinking his eyes with a simple expression, "Master Li, do you also... have a crush?"

"Get out! You think I'm as useless as you!" Li Ye was furious.

boom!

A pillow flew, scared Yue Yong into a smoke and shrank.

Patting the frightened Little Heart, Yue Yong was very sure, Li Ye must have a crush.

Otherwise, it would not react so much.

But who will it be?

Lian Li, such an inhuman person, will be attracted, this woman must be very beautiful...

Well, definitely more beautiful than the school flowers he had crushed before...

Three days later.

Quan Jianli was discharged.

The first thing he did when he was discharged was to drive back to Zhuxueyuan.

He wanted to see how well the dead woman lived during his absence.

If Li Ye finds traces of other men in the house, huh, that dead woman is really dead!

The moment he opened the door, he was still looking forward to it. Will he smell the fragrant food?

Could it be that I heard the woman yelling at him arrogantly, "Yeah, you **** finally came out of the hospital alive? How big is your life?"

However, the expected sound did not appear.

Only the room full of loneliness responded to him.

Luxurious decoration, but cold and impersonal.

The huge space is so empty that it makes people feel scared.

No one was waiting for him, and no one was mocking him.

Even the cold war and ignorance were not even prepared.

Only the cold floor, the cold sofa.

Also, the rain is continuous outside the window.

It seems that even this rain is laughing at him, look, and rushes out again.

However, isn't this what this house is like?

Cold and empty, just like his temperament.

Clean, tidy and deserted.

There is no trace of humanity.

There is not the slightest smell of fireworks.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he went into the living room, learning someone's appearance, lazily, and slumped into the sofa.

Is it the smell of firework?

Why did he think of this word in his mind? This, a word that has never had any meaning in his life?

What is the smell of firework?

A home with lights on, waiting for him to come back?

A woman with loose hair and an apron waving a spatula in the kitchen?

Or maybe, fragrant food in the pot?

Or, between ordinary couples, lively bickering?

But does this have anything to do with him?

In his life, there will never be these things, right?

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Outside the window, the rain is still pattering, annoying.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he clearly understood that there was only one woman surrounded by all the smoke and fire.

One, a woman named Lin Moge.

And this woman, now, is gone.

Take away the only warmth, harmony, and human touch from this called writer.

Only for him, the room is cold.

But here, it was originally like this.

From the beginning, it was just a cold body, a space for people to live in, constructed with industrial materials.

Does this mean that everything is back to the original point?

Snapped.

Light a cigarette.

The scarlet flame is the only light in this room.

But like the hope in his heart, struggling, struggling again.

Looming.

I opened the phone and looked at the familiar name on it, but I couldn't press it all the time.

Cigarettes, one after another.

The irritation in my heart was not suppressed at all.

The screen of the mobile phone was highlighted again and again.

But still, unable to dial that number...

The cigarette case is empty.

Fold your eyebrows and get up. From the closet, take out a bottle of the strongest wine.

I didn't even bother to take the cup, raised my head and took a sip.

The spicy liquid slid down his throat into his stomach, choking his eyes red.

Step by step, I walked to the balcony and looked down. The neon lights were shining and confused people's eyes.

The dots of light, everywhere, is a hope to stay behind.

However, in the light of thousands of lights, only the one waiting for him was missing.

Raise your head and take another sip.

The rough way was shown by him, but it was still so elegant, like a frustrated prince, living on the street. Everywhere, it is a distressing move.

The wine bottle was half empty.

In the stomach, fiery burning.

Ke Xin, but it is still empty, as if there is a vacant piece, no matter what, it is filled with dissatisfaction.

Empty, he panicked.

His face could not be reflected in the dark glass window.

There is only a shadow, looming.

For thirty years, his life has been like this.

Calm, no waves.

He has never noticed any inconvenience, and even if this life ends in this way, he won't have the slightest hesitation.

But why, since that stupid woman broke into his world.

Is his heart messed up?

Now, she was gone, leaving no words, even, without any warning, from his world.

No trace was left.

It was as if she had never appeared before.

The warmth of the fingertips is still there, and in the empty room, it seems, still floating, the light and sweet on her body.

But the woman is gone.

Together with the piece in his heart, it was also stolen, leaving only a blank for him.

Why is the life that he has been accustomed to now so strange to him?

The darkness and emptiness in this room are like a huge beast, with its mouth wide open, it is swallowing him bit by bit...

Cang Dang! ...

The wine bottle in his hand rolled weakly on the floor.

He twisted his eyebrows and picked up the key and cell phone that had been thrown on the sofa.

Turn around and leave.

I didn't look back again, and I didn't have a trace of nostalgia...

Half an hour later, the old town.

In the narrow alley, the street lights are dim.

A black high-end private car drove slowly in.

Then, quietly, stopped at the corner.

The patter of raindrops splashed on the car, rippling water splashes.

Quan Jianli sat in the car, staring at the dilapidated small building in front of him with a cold look.

In front of the building, several cherry blossom trees stood silently, in the rain.

Upstairs, several lights were on.

More than that, it was pitch black, and his heart was still like this.

Buzzing...

The phone rang, not the harsh ringing of the past, but a warm vibration.

Glancing at the flashing name on it, he picked it up casually.

"Second Young Master Li, where is it? Come here quickly, everyone is waiting! You are the protagonist... the girl will help you order it, hurry up, numb..."

Mo Yiyun's voice on the phone was as unruly as ever.

Mixed with deafening music, people can't help but frown.

"Hey, did you hear me? It's speedy...you can get a penalty for coming late!..."

"Yep."

A faint response, pop!

hang up the phone.

To celebrate his release from the hospital today, Mo Yiyun helped him prepare a celebration party in the Sky City bar.

After all, it's just friends and friends who get together and have fun together.